Lyrics

Look soon as I move in
I want you to give me what you alluded
Lil man with a big ass toy
And I'm prove it
Dame Dolla with the range
In my lane and I'm shoot it
If you let me get a piece of that thang
Then I'm bruise it
Put that labor in your stomach
It's feeling like you inducing
Shout out to ben wall
I'm take you somewhere secluded
The way you looking from the rear
I'll be pulling on your hair
My bad baby girl I know I'm f'ing up the glueing I'm sorry
But you was just the baddest in the place
I'm lion
And this is just the habit of the chase
But you're a pretty huntress
You can happily relate
See you money in the front
But what you packing in the safe
I see you clapping with the lames
And you just let them fools try
That's just something I was amused by
Mister dot Lawrence
But call me Jvon the cool guy
I grab by your hand
And whisper this when you get cruise by
I saw you dancing across the room
Damn your body's calling me
I smell your sweet perfume
Your scent can't get it off of me
Let me know if this is cool
The way you move's like poetry
The baddest in the room
You're the baddest in the room yeah
You're the baddest in the room ah
In the room
You're the baddest in the room ah
In the room
You're the baddest in the room ah
In the room
You're the baddest in the room ah
In the room
There's something bout the color red
That makes her skin glow
She just likes me for my slick flow
Fedora hat with the brim low
Drinking gin I sip slow
And watch her hips go
Whew this the greatest show
She said after this dance just grab our coat
I'm hoping you have a place to go
Tell the valet car please
Cause I'm artist
So this bad ass canvas
Know I'm make the most
Of course I'm make her moan
She ain't gonna be bored at all
Driver side recline
We ain't gonna caught at all
I grab the C It's Go Go gadget D
Inspect her
All you see is the hand
Cause her clothes I done clawed it off
Look at this little baddie of mine
You 8 and 9's are cool but you ain't even half her design
I'm sorry ladies you gonna have to get back in the line
Cause if you bad like her
Might get half of my time
I saw you dancing across the room
Damn your body's calling me
I smell your sweet perfume
Your scent can't get it off of me
Let me know if this is cool
The way you move's like poetry
The baddest in the room
You're the baddest in the room yeah
You're the baddest in the room ah
In the room
You're the baddest in the room ah
In the room
You're the baddest in the room ah
In the room
You're the baddest in the room ah
In the room
Can we get close
Can we get close can we
Can we get close
Ooooh
Close
You Are
Baddest
Written by: Corey Smith, Javon Lawrence, Quincy Valentine, Winston Ward
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